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Feb. 28th, 2005 08:11 amIn honor of the Oscars (no, I didn't watch them either)...
A while back, I posted a haiku challenge, with the winner to receive the coveted and rarely-bestowed title of Grand Master Hinode.
After a prolonged period ofsobering updeliberation by the distinguished judges, the panel has drawn a blank still life bicycle conclusion, or rather a series of conclusions:
First Prize for Excellence in Form goes to.... (drumroll please):
Distant sound of geese
Grey shapes across the sky ya --
Can snow be far off?
(
christeos_pir)
Ya just can't beat a good ya.
However, in a last-minute surprise decision, First Prize for Reverse Psychology in Haiku goes to:
That is good to know /
I've never won anything /
before in my life
(
devbrain)
And the Distinguished Award for Obviousness in Intent is awarded to...
I bet if I try //
I can fill this whole journal //
with silly haiku
(
devbrain)
Extra bonus points for High Irreverance given here:
Tickled by a post
Tied up, then feathers start ... oh!
Not that type of post?
(
devbrain)
And Eminent Mention for Admirable Sentiments here:
Telephone lifestyle //
It gives little in return //
Rethink important
(
devbrain)
and here:
Who cares about rules --
The whole point about haiku
Is to make you see things in a new and different way.
(
christeos_pir)
So, the final result is...you guessed it...a dead tie, with technical purity and subtlety vying with overwhelming numbers and exhausting variety. Kind of a classic east versus west scenario, in other words.
christeos_pir and
devbrain, you have both won the use of the coveted title Grand Master Hinode for a period not to exceed 2 migratory cycles of the Japanese (Red-crowned) Crane or the end of your attention span, whichever comes first.
To both of you, congratulations, Hinode-shi!
For those genuinely interested in haiku, and perhaps somewhat more substantial contests, check here.
and this is just neat: http://www.gumballpoetry.com/flash/
I'm also fond of haiga. Check it out.
In conclusion, what can I end with but another haiku:
Words float on the breeze
Like cherry blossoms; haikus
by lunatic friends
A while back, I posted a haiku challenge, with the winner to receive the coveted and rarely-bestowed title of Grand Master Hinode.
After a prolonged period of
First Prize for Excellence in Form goes to.... (drumroll please):
Distant sound of geese
Grey shapes across the sky ya --
Can snow be far off?
(
Ya just can't beat a good ya.
However, in a last-minute surprise decision, First Prize for Reverse Psychology in Haiku goes to:
That is good to know /
I've never won anything /
before in my life
(
And the Distinguished Award for Obviousness in Intent is awarded to...
I bet if I try //
I can fill this whole journal //
with silly haiku
(
Extra bonus points for High Irreverance given here:
Tickled by a post
Tied up, then feathers start ... oh!
Not that type of post?
(
And Eminent Mention for Admirable Sentiments here:
Telephone lifestyle //
It gives little in return //
Rethink important
(
and here:
Who cares about rules --
The whole point about haiku
Is to make you see things in a new and different way.
(
So, the final result is...you guessed it...a dead tie, with technical purity and subtlety vying with overwhelming numbers and exhausting variety. Kind of a classic east versus west scenario, in other words.
To both of you, congratulations, Hinode-shi!
For those genuinely interested in haiku, and perhaps somewhat more substantial contests, check here.
and this is just neat: http://www.gumballpoetry.com/flash/
I'm also fond of haiga. Check it out.
In conclusion, what can I end with but another haiku:
Words float on the breeze
Like cherry blossoms; haikus
by lunatic friends
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Date: 2005-02-28 02:58 pm (UTC)Two winners take their places //
Champagne all around
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Date: 2005-03-01 02:03 am (UTC)You left some here last time, a bit o' lovely Bowmore, I believe... Or...I did pick up a wee dram or two when passing through Gatwick in November -- Distiller's Edition double-matured 1987 Lagavulin (the fairly rare "Black Lagavulin," casked in Pedro Ximenez wood, pours like maple syrup -- liquid orgasm), and a 1967 Bunnahabhain -- cask strength, one of 234 bottles taken from a single cask in 2002. Yes, was temporary insanity, yes, I momentarily forgot the 2-1 conversion rate, and yes I'm still paying for it ;> It's getting harder and harder to find, much less afford, Scotch as old as I...*sigh* Come an' get it...
And the same prize for you, Chris, if you ever decide to make the trek up nawth...